All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S08E11 - The Archeologist in the Cocoon (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

No, honey, I'm fine.
Never better.

You just, uh, you told me
to call after the jump,

so here I am.

See? You worried for nothing.

Not sure when I'm gonna be home
exactly.

Um, things are a little bit up
in the air right now.

I'm just, I'm waiting
on the other guys. [screams]

[gasping]

Nothing! Nothing!

Just, uh, still stoked
from the jump is all.

Honey, don't worry, okay?
I'm fine. I'm just...

[screaming]

[clattering, grunts]

Peek-a-boo!

Christine, look. Mommy's gone.

Peek-a-boo!

Peek-a-boo!

What are you doing?I don't understand.

She was lunging forward
at six months,

waving good-bye at seven months.

She routinely
masters tasks

several months
beyond her age group.

Ah, she's brilliant.
Very smart just like her dad.

Mom.

Then she should be able to grasp
the conceptual elements

of peek-a-boo
before the others in daycare.

Is that some kind of, like, baby
Mensa requirement or something?

It demonstrates
an infant's ability

to understand object permanence.

Peek-a-boo!

Peek-a-boo!
Morning.
How is everyone?

Christine-- she doesn't
understand peek-a-boo.

Beg your pardon?

Peek-a-boo. Her cognitive
recognition skills

belie her inability
to engage in the game.

Peek-a-boo.
You're scaring her.

Peek-a-boo.

Now you're both
scaring her.

SWEETS:
Peek-a-boo!

BRENNAN:
Peek-a-boo!Peek-a-boo!

Bones, it really is
a ridiculous game.

I agree.
It's no hide-and-seek.

The Kazurinsky child
loves peek-a-boo

and she's one month
younger than Christine.

[phone rings]

Kazurinsky? What does that
have to do with anything? Booth.

Peek-a-boo!
Peek-a-boo!

Right, right. Okay.
On our way.

So, Mommy and Daddy got
to go catch bad guys.

Boom-boom-
boom-boom!

Okay, Uncle Sweets here,
right here, this guy?

He's gonna take you
to daycare.

Uncle Sweets?

I love you even if you can't...

Peek-a-boo.
Peek-a-boo!

Okay, Bones?

Bones, she'll probably be
playing poker when we get back.

I'll make sure she plays
with the Kazurinsky kid.

Good idea.

Peek-a-boo!

Nothing?

Nothing.

[siren wails briefly]

[indistinct radio transmission]

[car door opens, closes]

What the hell happened here?

It's quite intriguing.

Well, you're not kidding.

Okay, what the hell
is that thing?

HODGINS:
I'm thinking it's Mothman.

Of course you would,
bug boy.

All right, Bones,
just be careful on that thing.

MAN:
Take it up!

So, what do we got here?

Blood on the passenger seat's
been wiped clean.

From more than a cut finger,
that's for sure.

Somebody drove a bleeding cocoon
here and just took off?

Yeah. It makes you long for
a simple stabbing, doesn't it?

Not really.

HODGINS:
You know what I'm thinking?

Reports indicate that Mothman
is a flying creature

with a ten-foot wingspan
and red eyes.

Those witnesses saw what was
most likely a sandhill crane,

which can grow to be
as tall as a man

and has red feathers
around its eyes.

How do you explain this, huh?

We could be witnessing
the birth of a new species.

Mothman? You are a scientist,
Dr. Hodgins.

And these remains are
undeniably human.

The prominent brow ridge

and the slanted
frontal bone

indicate the victim
is a Caucasian male.

It does look human-y.

Sorry to disappoint you.

So perhaps you can find

a reasonable, scientific
explanation for the cocoon.

What are you gonna do,

cut the seats open?

Someone thought they wiped

the blood away from the seat.
Look at this.

Blood.
This is no accident.

You know what?
The gear shifter's in neutral.

Somebody pushed this car
down here.

The car slammed
into the boulder,

catapulted the whatever-that-is
into the tree.

Whoever drove this car

really went through
a lot of trouble

to make it look like
an accident, that's for sure.

Whoa!
What are you doing?!

We have to cut into the cocoon
to get to the remains.

We don't even know
what we're dealing with yet.

I don't want to hear about
Mothman anymore, Dr. Hodgins.

Something spun this cocoon
around our victim, okay?

I'm not saying
it's Mothman... yet.

But, you know, until I determine
exactly what did do it...

I won't disturb it.
I'll just cut a small opening

to see if I can determine cause
of death or any other markers

that might be
of immediate value.

Just be careful.

Oh, my God.

Dr. Hodgins, can you please get
the bugs off my eyes?Yeah.

It's difficult
to see.
Huh.

Could you, please?

Right, yes. I'm sorry.

I think there's a couple more.

Yeah. Okay,hold on.

The crashed vehicle was
registered to a James Sutton.

James Sutton?

You know him?

Yeah. Adventurer, archaeologist,
book-writer,

Temple of Doomguy.
I read his work

on the Mayan calendar
and end of the world.

Guess what?

Didn't happen?

Plus, he misspelled "Mayan"
and "calendar," so...

Well, Sutton's physician
provided us

with his medical records.

Sutton suffered
from chronic sinusitis.

Note the distinctive
scalloping.

Now these are the X-rays
from our victim's sinuses.

They match.

Why is he wrapped in a shroud?

Hyphantria cunea--
webworms.

The larvae spin webs over
the branches to support them

while they consume
the foliage.

Ah. And since Sutton was caught
in the leaves, he was encased.Yeah.

Can you estimate how long ago
they started on him?

Five days, give or take.

Dr. Hodgins?Yeah?

How long is this
gonna take?

Yeah, it's gonna be a while.

Is there an alternative?

Actually, there is.

Will I be sorry I asked?

Oh.I'm sorry I asked

if I'll be sorry I asked.
Carry on.

So, I was working up
a psych profile

on our victim using these.

He likes to read cheesy books.

No, no, no, he likes
to write 'em.

Stuff on dinosaurs, Atlantis,

magnetic vortexes,

the bride of Jesus.

Adventurous type, huh?

Adventurous types get killed
all the time.

Usually by jealous husbands
or cannibals in New Guinea.

At what age does a kid
master peek-a-boo?

Okay. Gear change. Um...

If you're asking
about Christine...

Why the hesitation?

Mmm, it's not about Christine.

Why is it when I ask you
something,

it's never about what
I'm asking you about?

It's about Dr. Brennan.

Ah, no, Sweets...

Listen to me:
she is very competitive,

extraordinarily competitive.

If I were her parent,
I would be a little concerned

about the kind of pressure that
that places on a growing child.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Um, okay, so what Sutton does
is he writes these books,

and then he tries to sell
the artifacts

that are front and center,

like dinosaur eggs, manuscripts,
ancient tools and weapons,

fossils, etc.

So, competition is contagious?

Yeah.

You asked.

Okay, I need a list
of people who bought

this guy's bogus artifacts.

That's my cue to get
the hell out of here.

Why are there still
creepy-crawlies on our victim?

Wait till you see this.
This is gonna be fun.

SAROYAN:
What is this?

HODGINS:
Crows.

I know what they are.
Why are they here?

They happen to have a voracious
appetite for webworms.

[cawing]

They're fun, right?

[birds cawing]

Let me know when
I can have my tissue.

Feed, my children, feed.

Okay, that's not funny
when you're alone.

Yeah. No, that was just creepy.

[both speaking Russian]

Okay, all right,
what is she saying?

She misunderstood.

She thought James died
in motor vehicle accident.

I told her it was
not an accident.

Our records show
that you only came

to the U.S.
about a month ago.

Marina and James met
in Chechen Republic

in village outside of Grozny.

In the mountains.
Lake Kezenoyam.

They got married in Grozny,
then came back here to live.

How about you?

I been in U.S. five years.

First on student visa,
then I graduate, find work,

I live in Cleveland.
I came here when

James is disappeared.

So, what do you do?

Engineering. This matters?

It matters, yeah.

Did your husband say or do
anything differently

in the past few weeks?

[speaks Russian]

We brought things back
with us from Russia.

James was...

[speaks Russian]

Anxiety.

Also, um...

[speaks Russian]

Excited.

It sounds like someone taking
a big risk for a big reward.

What did he bring
into the country?

I don't know. Old things.

[sobs, speaking Russian]

My sister is very sad
that the man she loved

will never know his child.

This is the nicest storage
facility I've ever seen.

Well, it's climate controlled,
24-hour security.

You store something here,
you care about it.

Whatever Sutton brought
back from Russia

must have been
very valuable.

Let's go find out.

Okay...

[clears throat]

It looks like he
worked here, Booth.

Mm. Hey, Bones--
bones.

Ha. Get it?

What are you doing?

You don't know
where that's been.

It's been... It's been
in Russia. It's human.

You can tell
by licking the bone?

Because of its porosity,

human bone sticks to the tongue
while animal bone doesn't.

No, no, no, no.

There's got to be another test.
You don't lick bones.

Who licks bones?

This place
is starting to look

like a serial killer's lair.

This must be
the manifesto.No...

These bones are not
the victims of a serial killer.

Oh, what, you can tell that
by licking them, too?

If this documentation
is correct,

these remains date back
to Paleolithic times.

What do you mean,
like, dinosaur times?

No, Booth.

Homo sapiens and dinosaurs
never co-existed, but...

these remains are
thousands of years old.

Thousands?

This is an amazing find.

According to the victim's notes,

all the remains
were found

at the same dig site near
Lake Kezanoi in Chechnya.

So, Dr. Sutton might not have
been such a hack after all.

Just because
he had them,

doesn't mean he knew
their importance.

All of his notes
are well organized.

I think he knew exactly
how valuable they are.

Why are you even here,
Dr. Edison?

He's the resident anthropologist
in charge of ancient remains.

I told him to take
the remains back to his lab.

But this could be
a very important find.

And since
I have written extensively

on ancient remains
and was recognized

by the Cambridge
Archaeological Society

for my work
on the Lagar Velho finds,

I should be examining these.

But we have a murder to solve,
Dr. Brennan.

Crime: you;
ancient history: me-- remember?

Yes, but I would think
you would want

nothing more than my expertise.

And I'm well aware
you would think that.

But I don't want to take you
away from your murder.

Could you please
pack these up

and take them down to 407 in
the Anthropology suite, please.

No, I don't believe this.
I taught you.

And I'm very grateful.

I promise, you'll be thanked
when I publish.

The tests on
the remaining tissue

showed no signs
of contusions.

Excuse me?

Our murder victim.
From this millennium.

Fine.

But I just I hope
that I'm available

when Dr. Edison needs help.

[exhales]

Hey.

Hi. I'm almost done.

Just removing the last of
the particulates that I found.

Where's Dr. B?

Oh, in her office,
trying to accept

that Dr. Edison is
in charge of the old bones.

Oh.

Yeah. She'll be okay.

Yeah, that's not true.I know.

She's very competitive.You think?

Clark has no idea
what he's getting himself into.

Now, Dr. Brennan
knows the boundaries.

Do you really believe that?

Absolutely.

Not.

Can we get back to the murder?

It's so much easier
to deal with.

Right, so, I found
some particulates

embedded in the scraping wound
on the back of the ribs.

Any idea what it is?

Well, no.

Dr. Brennan thought
that there was evidence

[cell phone ringing]that animals might have
gotten to the remains,

so maybe
they left them.

I'll run it through
the mass spec and...

Oh, man.

Clark says that he needs me.

I don't want to get in
between him and Dr. Brennan.

And you also have particulates
to analyze, don't you?

Right. Yes. Good.

Thank you.
I'm on it.

BOOTH:
The last appointment
that Sutton had

before he died was
with his publisher.

Hey, look, maybe she
can give us something.

Dr. Edison is going

to make a fool of himself
without my help.

Right, okay, are you
even listening to me?

What?
Oh, wow, okay.
I guess not.

Look, it's Clark's job.

It's Clark's job,
not yours.

Just let it go.

Do you think it's right

not to have the best person
analyze the remains?

Maybe you're afraid that
he'll do just fine without you?

Excuse me?

I'm just saying, it's, you know,

is this about the bones
or is this about you?

I believe they are
one and the same.

Does that apply
to Christine, too?

What, are you saying
that I use Christine

to make myself look good?

Oh, your words, not mine.

I am just saying that Clark
might do things his own way

and the same holds true
for Christine.

Shouldn't we be focusing
on the case?

That's a good idea.

These books Sutton wrote
are dreadful.

What publisher would
allow such inaccuracies?

Well, I'm thinking one
that wanted to make money

off a modern-day
Indiana Jones, huh?

It's all about the cash.

WOMAN:
I still can't believe

Jim's dead.

BRENNAN:
We fixed time of death

at three days ago.

When was the last time
you spoke to him?

Um, about
a month ago.

He called from Grozny,

said that he had made
an important find.

We were supposed to talk
about it last Friday.

Did he say exactly what it was
that he found in Chechnya?

No.

But he was very excited,

and he said that he was
finally going to be able

to publish something
of real scientific merit.

So he knew
that his previous books

were sensationalistic nonsense.

Bones.

We preferred
to view them

as an accessible way
for the public

to get introduced
to archaeology.

But an entire book
on fossilized dinosaur eggs?

It was quite successful
in the youth market.

The profits from these books,

did they pay
for his expeditions?

Not exactly.

What he would do is feature
an artifact in the book

and then sell it.
Tell you the truth--

it was almost always
to the same guy.

Who was this man?All I know is

he's a businessman in Texas.

I never got his name.

And these artifacts were legal?

I don't know.

I have absolutely nothing to do
with that part of the business.

25,000 years, you'd think that
they'd just have a fire pit.

Homo sapiens already had
tens of thousands of years

of working with fire.

The stones found at the site
indicate a domed hearth.

This is all just
becoming so real.

I just want to put
faces on them all.

Well, the skulls
are there for you.

My paper would definitely be
enhanced with illustrations.

HODGINS:
Hi, Angie.

I got your text.

What are you doing here?

Making history live,
and you are gonna help.

Oh, um...

I'd rather not get between
Clark and Dr. Brennan.

Hodgins, we just need to know
the plant and insect life

in the Northern Caucasus
25,000 years ago.

Wait a minute. Wait.

Are you actually
afraid of Brennan?

Yeah.

More than you are of me?

Epigaea gaultheroides
was common,

as was Betula medwedewii.

Could you put that
in the binder?

Mm-hmm.

We tracked down the guy that
Sutton sold his artifacts to.

Wayne Wilson.

Texas oil money,
spends a lot of time in D.C.

Wilson is a fundamentalist;
he's the sole support of

the country's largest
Creationist museum.

So, what, are you saying
he's one of those guys

who believes that the world
is, what, 6,000 years old?

And yet he routinely bought

artifacts from Sutton
that were way older.

Why would a true believer
buy artifacts

that he refuses
to believe even exist?

Perhaps he suffered
a crisis of faith.

The psychological stability
of the true believer

rests entirely on
a superior posited authority.

Now, if that authority
is removed or questioned...

The guy goes wacky.

I was gonna use
a more technical term.

That's why I interrupted you.

All right, look.

According to Sutton's e-mails,

Wilson funded

his entire trip
and was getting angry

'cause Sutton wouldn't
turn over the bones.

All right, I tell you what.

You to talk to Wilson,
do your shrinky thing.

See if he, you know,
flipped out.

Gonna do my shrinky thing.

Go.

HODGINS: These conifers
would have provided cover

so that the fire

wouldn't be seen by predators.

Width of distal epiphyses

is 3.74 centimeters.

Dr. Brennan. Hi.

You know, I was just leaving.

There would be a shelter
next to the hearth made from

branches and animal skins with
a ground cover made of leaves.

I know. We were just
getting that stuff...

And moss should be used in
the fire as well as wood.

I was told that
you found particulates

in the scraping wound
on the rib, Dr. Hodgins?

Yes, yeah. Dried tissue.

Some kind of hide.

Um, I'm assembling
a list of potential objects

that could be made from it.

Seems to me you're gardening.

We are in
the middle of

a murder investigation,
Dr. Hodgins.

It's my fault.

I'm sorry. I begged him.

Look, this is becoming
an extraordinary find.

I've discovered
the remains of four...

No need

to explain to me, Dr. Edison.

Crime is my domain;
this is yours.

I know, but as
a fellow anthropologist,

I thought you would be
interested to know

that these remains are both
Neanderthal andHomo sapien.

In the same site?

No, I don't think so.

These pieces are from a skull
of a Homo sapien male.

And we have the os coxae
and various metacarpals

and phalanges of a
Homo sapien female.

And the rib and femur
of a Neanderthal male.

This is remarkable.

And I have the femur, mandible,
humerus, and skull

of a female child,
approximately three years old.

Yeah, it's very sad.

She was only a toddler.

Do you know what this means?

Homo sapiens and Neanderthals

living together

in the same cave,
using the same resources.

Look at you two, sharing.

It's beautiful.

Mixed tribe
cohabitating.

This is
unprecedented.

Oh, and I do plan on
crediting you, Dr. Brennan.

In a secondary
capacity, of course.

I believe it is I
who will be crediting you

in a secondary capacity,
Dr. Edison.

Excuse me?

The injury
to the parietal was caused

by a blow
with a sharp weapon.

This Homo sapien was murdered,
which is a crime.

So these bones are now mine.

Violence has plagued the human
race from the very beginning,

before language,
before fire.

It is the source of
the Cain and Abel myth.

Yes, violence sucks,
but what sucks even more

is that the most fascinating
thing that's ever happened to me

in my career turns out
to be a mere crime.

So you agree the investigation
of this crime should fall to me.

Oh, you would like that,
wouldn't you?

Yes! That's why
I suggested it.

The crimes you solve
are just mere current events.

This is history.

Are you able to define
the exact moment

at which current events
become history?

Yes. 100 years.

You just made that up
on the spot.

This happened over
25 millennia ago, Dr. Brennan!

Even you can't count that
as "current events."

It does in geologic terms.

Well, luckily, neither one of us
is a geologist.

Well, as it happens,
I had a paper published

by the Geological
Society of America.EDISON: And I've had two

published by
Geophysical Systems.

Which is for dilettantes
and amateurs.

[laughs]:
Oh, really?

Whoa, whoa, stop, stop.

What is going on here?

Well, Dr. Brennan here
feels that because

these ancient individuals
died in a violent manner,

that somehow it's
a forensic concern.

And Dr. Edison feels that
history began 100 years ago.

What? That's not
even an accurate

representation
of my meaning!

You can stop all this by simply
declaring this a homicide.

Oh, no, she can't.

Yes, I can.
It's a technicality, but we live

in a world of
technicalities.

World of technicalities.

But...

I'm not gonna do that.

Clark can keep the bones here.

Dr. Brennan

can have access,No.

and if either one of you
says another word,

I'm gonna rule
in favor of the other.

Now drop the egos

and figure out what happened
to this poor caveman.

Could you believe
she just called him a caveman?

Unforgivable, but I'm
not saying anything else

until I'm completely
certain she's gone.

I can hear you.

Damn.

Mr. Wilson, how long ago was
the earth created?

I believe you're asking me

if I believe in
the Book of Genesis,

which I do.

Mm-hmm, so 6,000 years?

According to the Bible.

Scientists tell us
that the universe

is 13 billion years old

and the earth four
and a half billion years old.

Who you gonna believe?

God or a bunch of scientists?

You own an oil company?

Does God tell you where to dig

or do you count on a bunch
of scientists to tell you?

Oh. [chuckles]

I get what's happening here.

What's happening here?

The FBI sent a psychologist
to ask me questions

because they want to know
if I'm a religious fanatic.

Well, I know that
you're religious, sir.

What I'm trying to figure out

is if your religious convictions
led you to kill James Sutton.

"Fear them not therefore:

"for there is nothing covered

"that shall not be revealed,

and hid
that shall not be known."

Book of Matthew.

"Thou shalt not murder."

Deuteronomy.

[laughs]

I keep the commandments,
Dr. Sweets,

all ten of them.

You bought these fossilized
dinosaur eggs from Sutton.

Correction:

I bought those rocks
from Mr. Sutton.

[grunts]

You also bought this figurine

that Sutton found
in northern Germany

dated at approximately
32,000 years.

Who doesn't like a pretty girl?

Plus, I love history.

I own a museum.

None of the artifacts
you bought from Sutton

made it in your museum.

It's my museum, Dr. Sweets.

I decide what does
and does not get into it.

Do you destroy the items

that contradict
your creationist views,

or do you simply lock them away
where they can't do any harm?

We all do what we can do

to make the world
a better place.

You fronted Sutton money
to go to Chechnya

because he was after bones
that were 25,000 years old.

They call it
the Chechen Republic now.

Right, now Sutton refused
to sell you what he found

and for which you'd
already paid,

probably because he knew
that you'd destroy them

or lock them away.

He stole from me.

That's a fact.

The Bible calls lying

"bearing false witness," right?

So I have to ask,

did God tell you
to kill James Sutton?

You know what God
is telling me right now?

To get a lawyer?

See there?

The word of God is audible

to all of those who listen.

[sighs]

Why are you
so depressed?

You run out of
your marshmallows?

[chuckles]
Well, my happy tribe theory
is kaput.

The Homo sapien male was clearly
murdered by a Neanderthal axe.

What have you got there?

My sketches of people who lived

25,000 years ago.

Wow, these are good.

You can see us in them.

Yeah. We could be looking

at our own family, right?

No.

Because this family
stopped here?

Yes.You don't know that.

There could have been a brother
out hunting that day

or a sister
gathering nuts and...

I don't actually know

what people did
for a living back then, so...

This is wrong.

No, I don't think so.

This child is way too short for
a Homo sapien three-year-old,

especially compared
to the height

of the two Homo sapien parents.

Well, I got the measurement
from you, Clark,

so if anybody's wrong,
I think it was you.

The only way a Homo sapien child
could be this short and stocky

is if she inherited traits
from...

Oh, my God.

Wh-What?

The shorter, thicker tibia

is more suited to a Neanderthal
than a human,

which can only mean that...

That the child is Neanderthal.

Half Neanderthal.Well, yeah,

but then her father
isn't her father.

This is her father.

See, that's not...
I mean, I don't think that...

[exhales]
I'm freaking out right now.

Is this a new thing?

Yeah, Angela.

This is a new thing.

Dr. Brennan?

Yes?

You seem to be looking
at both Sutton's remains

and his notes.

That's accurate.

Those are two different cases.

One's a murder
from a few days ago.

The other is a murder
from 25,000 years ago.

Yes.

Dr. Brennan, I know
the Neanderthal case

is historic and exciting,

but this man was murdered,

and he left behind a widow
and a fatherless child.

I think we should find out
who did it.

I've catalogued the injuries
to the ribs and spine.

Yes, there are traces
of animal tissue in the bone.

When I was in the Maldives,

I examined the remains
of a woman

who'd been tied to
a tree and whipped

for cheating
on her husband.

You think the animal tissue
is leather?

Yes, I believe that
approximately two months

before he was killed,
Dr. Sutton was flogged.

I think I found it.

Ouch.

Yeah, I got this
from the Russian history room.

It's called a knout in English,

pronounced "ka-noot"
in Russian.

Here's an interesting fact.

Most Germanic languages

still pronounce the silent K.

So knight is "ka-night,"
knife is "ka-nife."

Fascinating. So you think this
is what Sutton was beaten with?

Flogged.

Oh, yeah.

The tissue was a tanned hide.

Leather?

Um, yeah,
it was from a Siberian musk-ox.

Now, I ran it
through the isotopic mass spec

and was able to isolate

the geographic origin

to the Chechen Republic
in Russia.

That's the area
where his dig was.

Yeah, what did you find?

Well, I have tissue samples
from his back.

There's scarring on them that
indicates that the flogging

took place about two months ago.

Which would definitely
place him in Chechnya.

The areas of impact on the flesh
are pale with abrasions,

bruising along both sides.

It's amazing that he survived
a beating like this.

His wife was pregnant.

He had something to live for.

I'm surprised your brother
didn't come with you this time.

He's working.

Mrs. Sutton, I know
this is difficult,

but telling us what
happened to your husband

might help us find
who killed him.

Are you in danger?

[crying]:
No, no, no.

You know, he was flogged.

He was whipped, you understand?

Who did that to him?

Our son will be named Valentine.

Is that name significant
in some way?

Yes, it is a family name.

My family is, um...

[speaks Russian]

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

Do things the old way.

Oh, traditional.

Okay, your family didn't
want you to marry a foreigner,

but you're pregnant.

Your father had Sutton whipped.

We got to Grozny.

Hide.

James, when he gets better,
we come here,

to America.

Now, is it possible

that your father
followed you here?

No.

I have dishonored my family.

I am dead to him,

and now I can't go home.

And James is gone.

May I help you, Dr. Brennan?

Dr. Edison, no.

I knocked, but I haven't
touched anything.

It's okay.

You can examine anything
you want.

I should have
spotted it earlier,

but apparently I was too busy
competing with you

to really see anything.

The child's large,

pronounced brow ridge

is characteristically
Neanderthal

while the radius and ulna
appear to be Homo sapien.

I was stunned myself.

I thought Angela
made a mistake.

Not Angela.

This was
an inter-species family,

the first of its kind,

and I didn't take
the time to notice.

Yeah, but you
trained me to...

Congratulations belong to you,

deservedly so, Dr. Edison.

Thank you.

It's no wonder Sutton
didn't want to give these up.

I know. I never thought I'd be
part of a discovery like this.

Well, you probably wouldn't

if you hadn't been trained
so well.

I'll let you get back to work.

Okay.

Initially, I thought
all of these markings

came from predators,

but look at this.

The nick
on the coracoid process.

That's not from a predator?

The teeth would have
to be very small.

And young predators don't
usually feed with adults.

The adults bring the
food back to them.

This injury had to have been
caused by a weapon of some kind.

The coracoid process
could only be exposed

if the arm was raised.

As if the victim
were warding off an attack.

The first blow must have
been to the scapula.

Which caused
this indentation here.

Then the victim turns
to face the assailant,

raises his arm in a
defensive posture...

The murder weapon nicks
the coracoid process,

then travels downward
into the armpit,

slicing the axillary artery.

He died of exsanguination.

Exsanguination.

A completely severed axillary
would pump

about 100ccs of blood
per heartbeat.

At that rate, the victim
would have lost consciousness

in less than 30 seconds.

And died in under a minute.

Dr. Brennan, I do believe
we found cause of death.

Yes. Together.

[imitates explosion]

So, you were VDV
in the Russian Army?

I'm a patriot. So?

That's like our Special Forces.
I'm sure you were taught

how to target major arteries
in hand-to-hand combat?

I know how to defend myself.

Right. According
to your bank account,

there's some major withdrawals
in the past three months.

One bigger than the other.

You like to gamble?

I play the horses
once in a while.

Yeah, I know.
I've been there.

When you bet, you lose,
you get desperate.

You bet more just
to get that rush.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

No? I mean, you were broke
two weeks ago.

Then you get this.

Electronic transfer
from a Russian bank

for $20,000.

Someone paid off
an old debt.

It's possible.

I could see that, but do
you want to hear my theory?

I'm thinking you come here
and you want to make it big.

But you fall into debt, so what
do you do? You go to Daddy

to bail you out,
and he agrees on one condition.

To restore the family honor,

you had to take out
your sister's husband.

You shouldn't talk
about my family like that.

I can see that family means
a lot to you.

You would do anything to protect
their honor, am I right?

I know my rights.

And I don't have
to talk to you anymore.

So the nick to the
coracoid process

revealed microscopic fibers

of a dyed and coated linen.

Parts of the victim's clothing?

No, because...

the linen

has been suffused
with polyurethane.

I don't know what that means.Well, it's...

I know what it means, obviously.

What I don't understand
is its significance.

Bookbinding.

How could a book cut through

the muscle tissue
and sever a major artery?

I guess we're looking
for something that's covered

in bookbinder's linen
that's sharper than a book.

That is correct.
I know what killed James Sutton.

Wh-wha...

Would you care
to share it with me?

I have to get Booth.Nope, yeah, okay.

I'll just find out later.

Just because I don't
have an alibi

does not mean
that I killed Jim.

Doesn't exactly
clear you either.

These books.

What about them?They cover
a wide range

of topics that
would've been useful

in this killing.BOOTH: Really,
like what?

This book is about how to commit
the perfect murder.

[laughing]:
Why would you publish
something like that?

It's written
by a man on death row.

How could he possibly be an
expert on the perfect murder?

Hmm.

What else we got here?

Oh, oh, look at this.

You missed one, Bones.

How to Remove Stains.

BRENNAN:
There's blood on the floor here.

I bet it says
to use bleach on blood.

That doesn't work.
You publish trash.

I cut my foot on a rock
in the garden.

It bled a lot.

I estimate about two liters.

Two liters--
I'm surprised you didn't

pass out.
Okay, I'm sorry.

The bookends--
they come in pairs?

I only ever had one.

Really? Not in this
picture you didn't

I see two.

This is a likely match
for the indentation

on the posterior surface
of Sutton's scapula.

So you're saying that
I killed Jim with a bookend?

[laughs]
That's ludicrous.

DNA will tell us if the blood
on the floor matches Sutton's.

It's only a matter of time.
You come clean with us,

I'll tell the judge
you cooperated.

When he called me from Russia,
I could hear it in his voice.

Something changed.

He'd fallen in love.Oh, no.

It was never about her.

We were a team.

Until he decided to publish
in some ridiculous journal

for no pay.

and leave me
out of it.

He betrayed me.

He wanted to be taken seriously
as an archeologist,

which is a very high calling.

You should've let him have that.

BOOTH:
Well, you're

under arrest for the murder
of Dr. James Sutton.

[indistinct chatter]

Hello, everybody.

We are extremely gratified

that there are so many people
who are interested

in what happened
25,000 years ago.

Even the FBI
is interested.

It was a crime.

Well, FBI's all about
crime, so can we

get going here?But I think this is
Clark's story to tell.

Dr. Edison.

Okay, all right,
yes, uh...

Are you gonna let
Clark have all this glory?

He put it together.
I only helped.

EDISON:
Dr. Hodgins, would you

stand in for the
Neanderthal father?

Yes.

Dr. Saroyan,

Would you be
the Homo sapien mother?

And, um...

No.
No?

Don't even think about it.

Okay, Dr. Sweets,

would you be our interloper?
All right, gentlemen,
Okay.

Could you go this way and I'll
call you when I need you.

It was a warmish morning

in the late fall
in the foothills

of the Caucasus Mountains.

Excuse me...
if I may?

Oh, boy.

How do you know
it was a warmish morning?

Uh, spores and fungi tell us
that it was a very warm autumn.

[woman laughs]

Ha, bug boy.
[laughs]

Mom was grinding acorns
into paste between rocks.

The grinding rocks were
a part of Sutton's find,

as were some acorn husks.

A very warm autumn.

Yes.

Now, there was a little girl,

only three years old

who was sleeping under some
skins here in the shelter.

Which is our cue for Dad
to come in with dinner.

Right, good.

Hark, I bring thee meat

with we thus
shall feast upon

and...Hey, honey, it's
not Shakespeare.

Right, yes, good, sorry.

Um, um, rah, caveman.

Please don't say "caveman."Please don't say "caveman."

EDISON:
This is not

a family like others.

They were outcasts.

This family lived apart
because they were not accepted.

Time for the interlope.

What do I do?

Throw your spear at Dad.

Why?

We found a greenstick fracture

on the father's left ninth rib

that is consistent
with the ballistic trajectory

of a thrown weapon.

Homo sapiens were the first
to throw a spear

at their prey rather
than simply jab at it.

Well, Homo sapiens can go
straight to hell then.

Oh, everyone
in this room's Homo sapien.

Not me--
I'm Neanderthal.

[groans]

[grunting]

Mom then attacked
the interloper

with her
grinding stone.

fracturing his left humerus.

He then retaliated

by striking her in the face,

and down Mom went
with a broken jaw

and very likely a crushed
larynx, but her actions

gave Dad time to pick up
his stone hatchet...

[grunts]

...and strike
the interloper.

[both grunt]

Dude, lie down.
You're dead.

I'm not gonna lie down.Well, you should.

I just split your
skull wide open.

Okay, all right,
we got it.

The bad guy is dead.
What happened next?

As I was saying, the interloper
was killed instantly.

The father bled out
in less than three minutes.

What happened to the mother?

Her larynx was crushed.

She suffocated to death.

Okay, but the little girl--
she was okay, right?

No, actually, she was only
three years old, and...

She was all alone.

BOOTH:
What the hell?

Why didn't the other villagers
take her in?

Because she was half-Homo sapien
and half-Neanderthal.

No one wanted her.

The lines of arrest
on the child's teeth

indicate that
she starved to death.

Wow, so you're saying
the world's first hate crime

ended with the starvation
of a little girl?

No, Booth,
it doesn't end in hate.

No, before he died,
Dad crawled over to the mom

where they died together,
and then...

The little girl's last action
was to come over...

and lie down with her parents.

BRENNAN:
Which is how

Sutton found the bones.

Together.

BOOTH:
You know that was
really nice of you to let

Clark have his moment, Bones.

Well, I'm a very
nice person.

Yes, you are,
but you know what?

You're very nice. You're gonna
work on your modesty now.

Well, I am being modest

because I actually did
something even nicer.

Oh, really?
What was that?

I told Clark to replace
my authorship credit

with Dr. James Sutton--
that way, one day

Sutton's son will see what
a great discovery he made.

You're right: it was very nice.

I don't want to pass my failings
onto Christine, Booth.

What failings?Hyper-competitiveness,

arrogance, insensitivity
to the feelings of others.

You know what?

Thumbs-up for self-realization
there, Bones.

Actually, twothumbs up.

You should make
a similar effort.

What?

Not to pass on your failings.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What do you mean? What failings?

Oh, it's time for bed.

Now, wh-what failings?

You know. We're gonna
have a bath.

We'll get your jammies on.

What, is this because I won't
walk under ladders?

We'll have some milk,
wash your hair.

Oh. What is it,
my sweet tooth?

Yeah.
So I like

to have a beer every once
in a while in the bathtub.

What's so bad about that?
What failings?

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